Gracy’s world and ECZ’s world Are diverged out of limit Now; The air ‘at palpate the jo of mine Will no more come to touch me; Innocent mind of mine
There is a little flower Somewhere Inside my forsaken heart. Barely breathing, And, It has no fate to bloom.
Upon The darkling sky Scattered with million stars I solemnly Was walking there.
Never The words let me be lonely; Whether it’s the bleak fall Or the verdant spring, Always they circumambulate me.
Already, The time of birth and The time of death were fixed;But also They comes With full of dreams
The world is full of lovers; But——Except on the tongue, We can find love nowhere. The world is full of scholars But——Except on the certificates,
Despite of a small Heart The love I do was precious But you didn’t realized; There is still yo’ name, your name in my heart;
Leaving footprints Upon the seashore, There she was strolling With ‘er head bending down; Following ’er footprints
FOR I HAVE TO ENERGIZE… I would be somewhat okay Or might be invalid, If I mapped “Mister ECZ” In your suffocating coordinates.
No leaves of mine are dead. They are alive—have a few breath; After the detachment, In Long winter of my life, The flowers you planted in my gard…
Life is More or less Like the paintings Of Vincent— Mysterious,
I lie: Afore the beginnin’ of the… I lie throughout the day. I lie throughout the night. I lie even while dreaming . So I am a liar, a great liar.
Atween Gracy an’ I, There was a bridge. A bridge of feelings That was fabricat’d by Merging our feelings
Tell me babe What should I say To those innocent feeling Who are waiting you Placing their chin
She’s a princess of nature and she’s fond of passing time In nature, with nature. Decorating Her petite curve